"In a room filled with people, my eyes still look for you. Ironically whenever I see you, they look away with disappointment as I pretend that my heart is not drowning in the waters of heartache and broken promises.
And you looked away too, because strangers is what we're best at being."
- hurt
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Belgium Nights
PoetryPoetical writings of a girl & her past memories. #7 in poetry 💕